SEVEN SPANISH ANGELS (Key A Capo 2nd Fret)
                                             
Instrumental Verse:1 2 1234 G D G G7 C G D G 
G                                             
He looked down in-to her brown eyes, and said 
                  D   
Say a pray-er for me. 
                                           
She threw her arms a-round him, whisp-ered 
                  G      
"God will keep us free". 
                                     
They could hear the rid-ers com-in', 
                         C     
He said "This is my last fight 
                        G       
If they take me back to Tex-as, 
           D              G      
They won't take me back a-live". 
       
Chorus 
G                                                       D    
There were sev-en Span-ish ang-els at the alt-ar of the sun. 
                                                         G    
They were pray-in' for the lov-ers in the vall-ey of the gun. 
                                                
When the batt-le stopped and the smoke cleared, 
          G7                C       
There was thund-er from the throne, 
                    G                D             G    
And sev-en Span-ish ang-els, took an-oth-er ang-el home 
                                         
Instrumental Verse: G  D  G  G7 C-G D  G 
G                                       
She reached down and picked the gun up, 
                         D     
That lay smok-in’ in his hand. 
                                     
She said "Fath-er please for-give me 
                            G     
I can’t make it with-out my man". 
                                 
And she knew the gun was emp-ty, 
        G7                 C    
And she knew she could not win, 
                             G         
But her fin-al pray-ers were answ-ered 
         D               G     
When the rifl-es fired a-gain. 
             
Chorus Twice 
G                                                        D    
There were sev-en Span-ish ang-els, at the alt-ar of the sun. 
                                                          G    
They were pray-in' for the lov-ers, in the vall-ey of the gun. 
                                                
When the batt-le stopped and the smoke cleared, 
          G7                C       
There was thund-er from the throne, 
                    G                D             G    
And sev-en Span-ish ang-els, took an-oth-er ang-el home 
G                                                        D    
There were sev-en Span-ish ang-els, at the alt-ar of the sun. 
                                                          G    
They were pray-in' for the lov-ers, in the vall-ey of the gun. 
                                                
When the batt-le stopped and the smoke cleared, 
          G7                C       
There was thund-er from the throne, 
                    G                D             G    
And sev-en Span-ish ang-els, took an-oth-er ang-el home 
    C               G                D          G       
And sev-en Span-ish ang-els, took an-oth-er ang-el home